Tahoe happened in July. I found this post sitting in my drafts folder. But because it really is the best time of the year, and it’s a shame to let such an event go to waste, let’s reminisce.
A few weeks ago (like…15 weeks ago) I headed up to Tahoe to do the Trans-Tahoe swim on a star-studded boat. 
We all wore our uniforms (sweats) and were ready to take on the competition.
6 swimmers, 11ish miles across the lake.
Unlike past years, the morning was cloudy. 
And cold. 
Like, really cold. And the water wasn’t super inviting.
But we battled on. 
And eventually the sun came out. 
And the Cheladas came out. 
And things were awesome. Like they are every year. 
Because that’s how Tahoe and this crew rolls. 
until next year… 
Rambulatory Ambulatory 
Oh, how I love that race. And that place. One day again soon…